Ruki (reading mail): “This mail is about the strange behaviour I see sometimes from people sitting next to me on the night bus during tours. Once the person beside me took out a jar of kimchi, and just put his chopsticks right in and ate it as a meal, he even drank all the juice, and to top it off he put the jar on the floor and it was rolling around all night”
Kai: R U SERIOUS!!?!
Ruki: “I couldn’t sleep because of the smell and the sound. I think you guys uses buses on your tours, but has anything shocking like that happened to you before?”
Uruha: Would you be allowed to open a window on a bus? If it smelled?
Kai: (laughing) But idk that’s kinda…
Uruha: But imagine if it was a bullet train, like if it smelled like alcohol or something omg
Kai: Ah yes, I guess we should talk about who ended up being behind that pudding incident from a long time ago?
Ruki: Why do we have to?
Uruha: Why are you forcing it?
Kai (laughing): Who did the pudding incident!?
Aoi: Was it someone you know?
Ruki: PUJJING INCHIDENT
Ruki: WHO DID IT
Reita: But we haven’t used a bus in a while.
Aoi: Yeah definitely….
Uruha: Huh? Didn’t we use one in Sapporo?
Reita and Aoi and Kai: AWWWW
Kai: That was just you!
Reita: It was an Uruha-kun-only bus.
Uruha: No no no
Reita and Aoi and Kai: mmfufufuuhuhu
Reita: It was an Uruha-kun-only bus~
Ruki: But when we did take buses, everyone would just start playing games right away and not talk.
Reita: Oh, like back in the day?
Ruki: But there was a kinda fragrant smell…
(Everyone bursts out laughing)
Reita: Smell of what!?
Reita: Everyone was quiet…just playin games on their screens…..
Ruki: I would put in earphones and not be listening to anything
Uruha: That’s dark!
Reita: That’s scary! …I bet your phone wasn’t even on.
Ruki: And the glass in Sapporo was super foggy. [I guess the bus windows??????]
Uruha: Let’s have Ruki join us sometime and play Monster Hunter!
Reita: You already made Ruki play Monster Hunter with you a long time ago!
Reita: Yeah, and he killed a Velocidrome, and you were watching from the side like “Wow! Amazing! You killed it!”
(everyone dying laughing)
Reita: You were just talking shit, like you were entertaining a guest or something…
(everyone still dying)
Kai: Wait, are we gonna finish the conversation from before?
I MEAN PEARL CAN’T BE FUCKING DEAD, RIGHT? …RIGHT? ……RIGHT???
OKAY WAIT A DAMN SECOND
FIRST, PEARL IS BEING CALM, THAT’S GOOD, OKAY. I LIKE HOW THE FIRST THING SHE DOES IS CALM STEVEN DOWN AND TELL HIM EVERYTHING IS GONNA BE ALRIGHT, GOOD MOM, BUT, WHAT THE FUCK??
SECOND, I CAN’T BELIEVE THEY ARE SHOWING THAT ON A KIDS CARTOON.
OKAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY LET’S CALM DOWN.
Pearl just literally got fucking stabbed, that’s something i’m surprised to see in a kids show, but guess it’s because gems don’t really “die”.
When Pearl got stabbed, she turned into dust, similar to what gem monsters have done when the CGs have “killed” them. I can see Pearl’s gem falling, i take that as a proof that the gemstone of a gem is their actual “body” while their appearance is their illusionary body, which only contains the gem.
Which would mean, when a gem gets badly injured, their consciousness retreats to their gemstone, if that wasn’t true, the CGs wouldn’t need to put killed gems inside bubbles, which leads to the third thing.
Perhaps gems can somehow create a new illusionary body using their gem as a power source for the process, if they couldn’t do that, what would be the point of putting them inside a bubble?
So, Pearl is probably not died, for these reasons, and just because i don’t think they’d kill off a main character, but damn this scene was still shocking as shit. I suppose we’re gonna get some info on how this whole thing works.
I just had the weirdest answer to a comment on AO3…
I was told not to use many foul words, and I was like “What? Where?”…
Because on the two comments I made, I didn’t use a single foul word! Not a curse, nothing…
So, I’ll wondering…what did that person mean? Did he/she mean the language I use on my fanfiction?
Because if that’s the case, well…guess the fuck what?
Not happening! I’m not changing my writing style when I my characters are starfighter pilots…everyone knows pilots swear like their lives depend on it!
I should know….I dealt with real life f-16 and A7-P pilots…
pls let jungkook be happy on monster ugH I'M CURSING AT MYSELF FOR JUST READING IT LAST FRIDAY (i could've partied hard all night last friday night but i was reading this aha that's how much i love jk) I'VE READ SIN CITY, ZADDY, BUSINESS AND LIGHTWEIGHT AND ALL ur jk oneshots (because fuck it i love jungkook) and i honestly regret being so late (i could really relate to this story) i love angst and smut so much more than i do with fluff but i'm hoping to see some on monster with jungkook heh
Ah, thank you so much! I’m glad you like the story that much, thank you for reading all of those stories! I really appreciate it :) I hate fluff, but sometimes it’s just necessary for the story, I guess. We’ll see about that happening in Monster, though!
There’s a peculiar Ravenclaw. They are failing practically all of their classes. They barely even do homework. They basically just sit in an oversized armchair in Ravenclaw tower, reading fiction novels almost all hours of the day. The students don’t understand why they’re there, why not Gryffindor or Slytherin? But they soon discover that this strange ball of quietness and lack of academic brilliance is possibly the best advice-giver in Hogwarts’ history. Be it relationship advice, friendship advice, personal life decisions advice, existential advice, they provide the most profound answers. They aren’t gifted in the arts of magic or even in the regular studies of muggles, but even without these book-smarts, they’ve grasped the attention and respect of everyone attending the ancient school. They grow on to be a counselor in the school to help students with special needs, anxiety, depression, ptsd, or anyone that seeks after an ear to listen and sincere advice. Once this Ravenclaw grows old and weary, they pass peacefully in their sleep. The school is devastated….that is until a few days later when they pop back up in their office, continuing on as if death was simply a minor inconvenience. They go on to help students for generations to come, never swaying in their abundance of wisdom, always sure to remind students that a lack of academic brilliance is not a death sentence, just a reminder that we can’t all share the same path in life, and that’s not bad. No, that’s not bad at all.